My Sexy CEO Wife

Chapter 448 - 445: Drawing Lots

"Let's not rush, let me explain slowly," Li He of the Northern Protectorate said with a slight smile. "Continuing to fight like this will lead to no outcome; rather than harm our relationship, it's better we sit down and discuss it calmly. The dragon corpse is large enough for everyone to share."

"Easy for you to say," Feng Wuji, the Great Elder of the Feng Family, snorted. "How do you propose we distribute the dragon corpse?"

"Naturally, we shall divide it equally," Li He said without hesitation. "That is the fairest way."

"Divide it equally?" Feng Wuji frowned.

"What? Do you have any objections?" Li He raised an eyebrow. "If so, please speak up."

Of course, I have an objection! Feng Wuji cursed inwardly; I want to hog the dragon corpse all to myself! Such thoughts were kept to himself, as voicing them outright would be absolutely unacceptable, for it would provoke everyone's wrath. Feng Wuji let out a suppressed sigh. "As long as everyone agrees, I have no objections."

"I have no objections."

"Neither do I."

"I agree to an equal division."

"This is the best solution currently available."

"If we can maintain peace, that would be for the best."

After a brief hesitation, everyone nodded in agreement.

"Good! Let's proceed with this plan," Li He said with a chuckle. "Come, come, hurry over here. I've had my subordinates prepare food and drinks; we can eat and talk at the same time."

"Why go to your airship?" Feng Wuji snorted coldly. "It's filled with your men; if you wanted to harm us, we would be completely unguarded."

Li He's expression darkened. "Do you really think so lowly of me?"

Feng Wuji nodded. "Yes! You are indeed despicable and shameless."

"You..."

"What? Did I hit a nerve? Are you angry because you feel ashamed?"

"You're looking for trouble, aren't you!"

"Yes, I am looking for trouble; what can you do about it?"

As the conversation ensued, the two began to argue, looking as if they were about to start fighting.

"Alright, enough from both of you," others intervened to break it up. "Settle your disputes after we have distributed the dragon corpse."

With everyone's persuasion, Li He of the Northern Protectorate and Feng Wuji gradually calmed down.

"If you are not reassured, I can withdraw all my subordinates," Li He suggested. "You can prepare the food and drinks; would that satisfy you?"

"That would be more acceptable," Feng Wuji nodded expressionlessly.

Thus, Li He removed all his subordinates, inviting everyone on board to discuss.

The food and drinks prepared by Feng Wuji were quite lavish, and the atmosphere was amicable as the group sat and discussed matters while eating and drinking.

…

Inside the bronze coffin.

Gao Fei spoke with his mental power, "Predecessor, our plan has been discovered."

"I anticipated this," the old man in the bronze coffin responded.

"What now?"

"What can we do? We must look for a way to escape," he replied.

"Surrounded by so many experts, trying to escape… seems very difficult."

"Let's try. If all else fails, we jump into the sea and hide under the water," suggested the elder.

"We have no other choice," Gao Fei conceded.

With their plan discovered, Gao Fei and the old man in the bronze coffin were both disheartened.

…

In the cabin.

"The dragon corpse is a treasure altogether—dragon horns, dragon eyes, dragon whiskers, dragon hide, dragon claws, dragon tendons… oh my, there's so much to list that it can't even be said in a short while! In a word, we've struck it rich this time," Li He of the Northern Protectorate said, holding his wine cup and beaming.

"Lord of the Northern Stronghold, have you used ropes to tie up the bronze coffin and the dragon corpse?" Feng Wuji said in a deep voice, "To prevent them from escaping."

"No need," the Lord of the Northern Stronghold, Li He, waved his hand. "I've already made arrangements; there's no way they can escape."

"Oh?" Feng Wuji raised his eyebrows, curiously asking, "May I know what arrangements you've made, Lord of the Northern Stronghold? Could you enlighten us?"

"I've set up a Formation on my ship," Li He explained. "It's a relic from Ancient Times. Although it's not complete, its power is still enormous. I've activated the Formation just now. Even if the bronze coffin and the dragon corpse have the ability to penetrate heaven and earth, they won't be able to leave the ship at all."

"Oh?" Feng Wuji narrowed his eyes. "In that case, does that mean we can't leave the ship either?"

"Whoosh!"

All eyes turned to the Lord of the Northern Stronghold, Li He, filled with vigilance.

"That's not the case," Li He laughed. "If anyone wants to leave, I'll escort them out at any time."

"Is that true?"

"True! Truer than gold! If you don't believe me, I can swear a vicious oath."

"Alright, swear the oath."

"...You're really not polite at all... Fine, I swear the oath!" Li He raised his hand and made a very malicious oath. "Are you satisfied now?"

"Enough, don't waste time. Let's hurry up and discuss how to distribute the dragon corpse," Feng Wuji said impatiently.

"I want the dragon horn!"

"I want the dragon eyes!"

"I want the dragon whiskers and dragon teeth! And the nose of the dragon, too!"

"Damn! Aren't you being too greedy? Three parts for one person?"

"I want the dragon tendons and dragon claws!"

"I want the dragon meat!"

"I want the dragon tail!"

Everyone was squabbling, and the scene immediately spiraled out of control.

The Great Elder of the Li Family, Li Wentian, glared at the Jin Family's Great Elder, Feng Wuji: "The dragon tendons and dragon claws are mine! I'll fight to the death with anyone who dares to snatch them from me!"

"Who are you trying to scare?" Feng Wuji snorted coldly. "You can have the dragon claws, but the dragon tendons must be mine."

"To your own mother," Li Wentian cursed. "I'm saying it one last time: the dragon tendons and dragon claws are mine! No one can steal them!"

"You're cursing people now!"

"I just cursed you, what about it!"

"I think you don't want to live anymore!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The two of them started to fight on the spot.

"Hey, can you two calm down a bit?" the Lord of the Northern Stronghold Li He hurriedly stepped forward to break up the fight. "If you want to fight, go outside; don't fight on my ship. My ship can't withstand your roughhousing."

"They've started fighting now." The others also came over to persuade them. "Let's talk it out nicely! Don't rush, don't get heated, don't use fists! Speak calmly! We can work things out!"

"We can't work it out!" Li Wentian shouted. "I want the dragon claws and dragon tendons, and this bastard Feng Wuji wants them, too. You all figure out what to do about this."

"Who are you calling a bastard!" Feng Wuji was enraged.

"I'm talking about you."

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Come on!"

It looked like the two were about to come to blows again.

"Let's talk it out, no fighting," a group of people pulled Li Wentian and Feng Wuji apart.

"Let me say a few words," Lord of the Northern Stronghold, Li He, cleared his throat. "We can't go on like this, bickering indefinitely won't get us any result... even if we argue until tomorrow." He paused for a moment: "Let me make a suggestion. How about we draw lots? Whatever you pull is what you'll get, no backtracking and no causing trouble, how about that?"